Loki himself was lost in his own thoughts, one hand relaxed in the pocket of his pants while the other curled its fingers precariously through his owner's. The small frown that had been on his face when they left the apartment complex was still there, though not as much as before. He intended to keep his promise to Lucy here, whether he was a spirit or not didn't matter.

Catching sight of her small smile out the corner of his eye, he turned his head to give her a brilliant one of his own. "Where to first, beautiful~?" What could he say? Old habits died hard.